The winery boss is also loading salted fish today

Atsushi Nakajima shuffled the cards with a blank expression.

"This time, the shuffle should be more messy." Osamu Dazai propped his chin with one hand, half-closed his eyes with a bored expression on his face, "It's been thirteen consecutive rounds without a winner, and it's all your fault for shuffling the cards. too easy."

...So how can shuffling be so simple and complicated? !

Atsushi Nakajima put the shuffled cards on the table with a bitter face, and said mechanically, "Then this time, Mr. Kurosawa, please tell me the suits of the tenth to twentieth cards. Please come in order."

Kurosawa Ao sat across from Osamu Dazai and slowly cut the cake. Hearing this, he recited the specific suits in a flat tone without even half a second of hesitation.

Half an hour ago, Atsushi Nakajima would probably have turned over the playing cards to make sure they were correct, but now he just mechanically turned his head to look at Osamu Dazai, "Mr. Dazai, right?"

"That's right," Osamu Dazai looked bored as expected, and he dragged on a few syllables, "but it's not good for Atsu-kun. You are the referee now, and you should know better than both of us. It’s not right, if you keep asking me, you are suspected of being partial.”

What a ghost, Atsushi Nakajima couldn't help twitching the corners of his mouth.Although it was true that he shuffled the cards himself, would normal people remember the order of suits? !

Kurosawa yawned, "That's why I said this game is not interesting at all."

"But it's enough to pass the time." Osamu Dazai stirred the coffee boredly, "If the weather wasn't so bad today, I still want to do some more meaningful activities."

A more meaningful activity... Atsushi Nakajima silently looked away and committed suicide by jumping into the water.

It seems that the bad weather is not without any benefits, at least it can allow my senior to stay in the detective agency temporarily, without letting him run all over the river.

But having said that, since Kurosawa-san officially decided to live here after returning from the temporary teacher's work, Mr. Dazai spent significantly more time in the detective agency than before.

And even though he said it was boring, he still played games like memorizing the suits of poker cards and guessing numbers.

"But I've never seen Mr. Kurosawa go to work..."

Atsushi Nakajima just said it casually, but a few seconds after the words came out, he sensitively felt that something was wrong with the atmosphere.

But when he looked at Osamu Dazai and Ao Kurosawa, their expressions didn't change at all, as if it was just an illusion of his own.

"Dun-kun." But before he could relax, Osamu Dazai suddenly restrained the smile on his face, and spoke in a serious tone.

"Ah..." Nakajima Atsushi was taken aback by the rare serious expression on Dazai Osamu's face, "Yes!"

Osamu Dazai patted him on the shoulder, and said earnestly, "I leave the task of holding Kunikida-kun to you."

Atsushi Nakajima: "Huh?"

what is that?

"Well, last time I checked Kunikida-kun's handbook, I found out that this is the time for him to arrest people who skipped work."

Atsushi Nakajima: "..." So you also know that you are skipping work? !

"But even if you say that, Dazai-san, I still... huh?!"

Osamu Dazai smiled and pushed Atsushi Nakajima out of the coffee shop, and said in a hearty voice, "Then please, Atsushi."

When Atsushi Nakajima walked away, Osamu Dazai turned his head and happened to meet Ao Kurosawa's gaze.

"I don't want my younger generation to ask me this question," Kuizeqing seemed to be laughing in his voice, "Are you afraid that I will do something to him?"

"Maybe a little."

Osamu Dazai took a detour to the counter to refill a cup of coffee before walking back slowly, "After all, your profession is not very tolerant towards those who know too many secrets."

Ao Kurosawa applauded softly, "As expected of a former mafia cadre, he really knows these things very well."

Osamu Dazai shook his head helplessly, and put his finger on his lips lightly, "It's a secret anyway, and it's too embarrassing for me to say it so directly."

"It is only worth as a secret if it can be believed by others, otherwise it is just a stupid joke."

Ao Kurosawa turned his wrist, and the silver fork in his hand pointed straight at Osamu Dazai, "And you, Dazai-kun, have a clean resume that has been stamped and certified by the government."

The deeper one is rooted in the underworld, the harder it is to escape from it.The behavior habits cultivated in order to adapt to the environment, the things you have done, the guns you have fired, and the people you have killed, these are all traces that cannot be completely erased.

And how did Osamu Dazai, who was stained with black from beginning to end, escape from the port mafia?Erase all traces of the past and even get a job with the Armed Detective Agency.

Even the Supernatural Secret Service Division couldn't do it so perfectly.

"Organ No. [-]."

Although it is a criminal organization, it is actually the dark side of the government, which is dedicated to solving these secrets that cannot be known by everyone.

Kurosawa continued to speak nonchalantly, "It seems that Dazai-kun, you have a good friend from the Secret Service."

Osamu Dazai didn't speak, just looked at Kurosawa Ao quietly.In a short period of time, the voices of people in the coffee shop gradually faded away, only the sound of the silver fork hitting the porcelain plate was clearly audible.

"Ah ah ah."

In the end Dazai broke the silence with a joking voice as usual.

"It was completely hit, which is really distressing."

"Here, please have another cake." Kurosawa greeted the waiter in the distance, then turned his head and pretended to be stupid, "I just said some trivial things that are not worth mentioning, Dazai-kun, please don't pay too much attention to it."

Dazai really didn't care too much.

The information they have in their hands and the facts they know are already well known to each other, and there is only one opportunity to be open and honest.

Just like the chess pieces already in place on the chessboard, the important thing is always the process of playing chess.Osamu Dazai suddenly thought of a certain Russian. If Ao Kurosawa was also brought into the bureau, things would probably become more interesting, but of course it would also be more troublesome.

But it's not possible. With Kurosawa Ao's realistic personality, if he doesn't have any interests, this guy might go as far ahead of time as if he were hiding from a natural disaster.

A new cake was ready and placed on the table, Osamu Dazai raised his eyebrows and said, "Kurosawa-kun, you ordered the next one before you finished one. Could it be that this one is for me?" : "Of course," Kurosawa replied flatly, "No. But if you want to order, I can call the waiter for you."

"Are you going to pay for me?" Dazai Osamu obviously didn't have such a thing as face, he asked himself briskly, "I'm so sorry."

"Okay." Hei Zeqing turned around and called the waiter, "Please bring this gentleman over here a copy of your new product."

"New product..." The waiter smiled awkwardly, "Is it... the one I thought?"

"That's right, it's the black pepper durian chocolate mousse. The gentleman next to me really wants to try it."

Osamu Dazai, who immediately attracted everyone's attention: "..."

Osamu Dazai, who usually only drinks coffee when he comes to the cafe, is obviously unaware of the update of the restaurant's menu.

What kind of devil's recipe is this?

So 15 minutes later, Osamu Dazai pulled the chocolate plate on top of the cake with a fork as if he had seen a ghost.To be honest, the appearance of this mousse is actually good, at least you can’t imagine that black pepper and durian are mixed in it.

But eating one bite will definitely kill people, even Osamu Dazai, who really loves suicide, absolutely refuses this way of death.

The silver fork was submerged in the cream, and Osamu Dazai suddenly said, "Kurosawa-kun, it must be very hard to be your subordinate, after all, the boss is such a devil."

"What you said last time is that my boss will be very hard. In your opinion, there are probably not many people around me who are not hard."

"No, I made a slip of the tongue last time," Osamu Dazai said casually, with his head lowered, as if his attention was all on the magical mousse.

"Actually, I've always been curious," Dazai Osamu's eyes darkened, and the corners of his lips curled up meaningfully, "Kurosawa-kun, you said you're going to usurp the throne, but whose throne are you usurping?"

Edogawa walked through the door of the coffee shop with his eyes squinted in disorder, paused slightly when he saw Osamu Dazai and Ao Kurosawa behind the window glass not far away, and then walked forward as if nothing had happened.

——What, I see.

But it's none of his business, Mr. Detective yawned, obviously not interested in the puzzle-solving game of those two people.

But when he was about to go upstairs, the waiter who was standing in the coffee shop suddenly stopped him.

"Mr. Ranpo," the detective agency is a regular customer of the coffee shop, the waiter took a breath, "please wait a moment."

"Ok?"

"Well, a gentleman said... I want to treat you to a cake."

The waiter had a strange look on his face. There were quite a few people who came to Edogawa Ranpo every day, after all, the name of a famous detective was there.Among them, it is not uncommon for people to come with expensive gifts, but it is definitely the first time for them to have a cake.

Edogawa Ranpo's eyes were half-opened, and he looked in the direction of the waiter's finger.

Perhaps because of the light, the white-haired young man's originally pale eyes looked unusually soft under the sun.

"If you don't want to go—"

"Okay."

The waiter stared blankly at the famous detective who had already walked forward.

what?